This year wasn’t the best but it gave me the most. I think a cycle in my life is closing and I am more than ready (itchingly) to get away from it. “Out with the old and in with the new”, as Sharpay says. And yet my prose is still as lopsided as it can be. I’m now trying to bring back some old activities, just like writing here as inefficiently as I can. Hoping somewhere out there in the cyberverse, a youngling can appreciate this confusing a post.